Nayra looked at the little book which Kai gave her. Her eyes turned sad, she didn't want this marriage, but the circumstances forced her to. Two weeks ago, Nayra remembered very well why finally she decided to marry Dev, the man that she considered to have mental retardation. She didn't even know what he looked like. Even the wedding that was held this morning didn't involve her and Dev in one room, she didn't know how it could be like that, it was the weirdest marriage for Nayra. They got married in separate rooms binding each other's promises, it was like a disaster for her. Nayra's eyes were suddenly closed as the clear liquid fell freely to her face, this was a form of the pain she was feeling right now. * Two weeks ago. "Marry a man with mental retardation? Come on, Dad. What will our friends say?" Two beautiful ladies grumbled with crumpled face in front of their father. The two women were Yura and Ayra, Mr. Wiratama's biological daughters, a culinary entrepreneur who was now on the verge of bankruptcy. Even in the past two months, it had been difficult for him to pay some of his employees. "Listen, Dev is my best friend's son. If any of you marry him, your life will be guaranteed, at least it will also help my almost-bankrupt business." "Dev is your childhood friend, and he also experienced mental retardation in an accident, and the doctors said he will recover." "That's still an estimation, Dad! I don't want to marry a retarded man." "Neither do I, I don't want to!" Ayra exclaimed. "I'm home." A girl with half-soaked clothes entered the house, making the attention of the father and the two children diverted towards her. "Nay." He called his youngest daughter who had just come home from college. The pretty girl was Nayra, who had turned 19 a few days ago. Yura and Ayra looked at their youngest sister, who still stood up in the same place with a confused look at the tense situation in her home. "Why don't you marry your favorite daughter to him?" Yura couldn't take her eyes off her youngest sister. "Yes, just marry her with Dev," said Ayra. "She's useless here, too. She's always in trouble! We lost Mom because of her." The words of Yura and Ayra broke Nayra's heart deeply, and she was still standing in the doorway. For some reason, whenever something happened to her, her sisters always talked like that and blamed her for their mother's death. Nayra's eyes looked dull, and the words seemed to broke her heart into pieces. "Watch your language!" snapped Wira as he pointed out his index finger to his two daughters in front of him. Yura and Ayra didn't dare to argue or make a sound. "Your mother died because of fate, not Nayra," He continued with low voice. "But the truth is, Nayra was born and we lost Mom!" Yura replied. "Stop it! You are my eldest daughter, but why can't you teach your sister something good?" Wira screamed. "Just blame me. I don't care. I won't marry Dev. Period!" Yura got up from her seat and left the room. "Neither do I!" Ayra rose from her seat and followed her sister. "Yura! Ayra!" Wira's voice seemed to be wasted when the two daughters didn't listen to him Wira rubbed her face roughly, he breathed heavily, seeing the behavior of her two daughters, not just once or twice, but almost every day Wira always saw her two eldest daughters being rude to Nayra and brought up the cause of their mother's death. "Dad." Nayra's voice, with a dull look in her eyes, making Wira stand up and walk up to her. "Dear, you didn't bring an umbrella? Why are your clothes all wet, dear?" Wira touched some of her clothes her wet because of the rain. "My umbrella is gone, Dad." Nayra said with sad eyes. "It's okay, dear. Come in and change your clothes. I will make you hot milk and soup," Wira ordered, holding his daughter's hand, but Nayra stopped his hand. "Dad, what happen? Why did Yura and Ayra get so angry?" Nayra asked that when she saw her two sisters, she was very curious. "Nothing, dear. Come on in." Wira took the daughter's hand and told her to go into the room at once. * The next morning, Nayra suddenly found his father lying under the floor, when she was about to deliver breakfast to his father's room. He was lying drowsy on the floor. Nayra's hand held the plate and cup suddenly lost grip on the two fragments until it fell off the floor, and then she screamed and shouted, "Oh, my God!" "Dad." Nayra bent down, repeatedly called his father and shook his shoulder in the hope that he who had given her life for 19 years would wake up. But, Wira did not respond. "Ayra! Yura! Help me." Nayra's voice along with panicked cries calling out her sisters again and again. At that time, Ayra and Yura were in the room immediately coming towards to the cry of their youngest sister. They both gasped when they saw their father lying under the floor. Their cries broke into each other. Yura rushed out of the house asking for help from their neighbors to help taking his father to the hospital. Because, none of them could drive his car, therefore she forced to ask their neighbors for help. ** In the hospital, The three sisters cried as they waited outside the emergency room for their father, who was being examined by the doctors. "Yura, what happened to Dad? He'll be fine, right?" Asked Nayra, grabbing her sister's arm and cried. "I don't know. Let's wait for the doctor." Soon after, a doctor came out of the room and told that Wira had a sudden heart attack and he was glad that he had been taken to the hospital immediately, so they could save him. Wira's three daughters breathed a sigh of relief when they knew that their father was safe. "Why does Dad have a heart attack? He has no history of heart disease," Nayra said, sobbing occasionally. "Maybe because he thought of his nearly bankrupt business too much. I don't want to lose him. I love him so much," Said Yura, drying her wet face. "I love Dad very much, too. I don't want anything happen to him," Replied Ayra. "There is only one way that can save dad's business, so that he won't think too much about it. One of us have to marry Dev, the man who has mental retardation." "I don't want to!" Shouted Ayra. "Neither do I, but what else can we do?" Ayra and Yura's eyes suddenly stared at Nayra at the same time. "Why are you looking at me like that?" Asked Nayra, started to understand the meaning behind her sisters gaze. "If you ask me to get married, I don't want to because I'm not ready to get married." "It's for Dad, Nay!" "Why don't one of you get married?" Asked Nayra. "We already have our own boyfriend, and we will never leave them!" Replied Ayra. "Nayra -" "No, I don't want to!" Exclaimed Nayra. "Fine if you don't want to! Let Dad's mind be burdened and he will get ill. You will happy if you lose Dad, right?" Yura exclaimed while shaking one of Nayra's shoulders firmly. "No, I love Dad so much, I don't want to lose him." "If you don't want to lose dad, you have to marry Dev!"